[Chorus]
Pull up to the club at twelve a’clock
Me and my girl bang that bank, taking shot
She said “don’t bring a gun”, but i got to do it
Just in case a n-gg-r wanna act stupid

[Verse 1]
I’m in the club, balling with my shirt off
I ain’t love the white, but my shirt off
N-gg-rs starring at me like a fucking grouch
Mad at me ‘cause i’m standing on the fucking couch
I thought this was a club, you n-gg-rs love me
The way they monk you would think i said i’m c-ck fed
Footprints on the chair got the loius out
Loius change found the words of my lowest pal
Got my diamond dazing like chris brown
It’s only right, ‘cause these hoes looking at me now
More problems ‘cause i got more money
She suck me off, told her friends that she blow money

[Chorus]
Pull up to the club at twelve a’clock
Me and my girl bang that bank, taking shot
She said “don’t bring a gun”, but i got to do it
Just in case a n-gg-r wanna act stupid
[Verse 2]
It’s always one n-gg-r tryin’ to fuck it up
Lot of hoes, but he’s still trying to fuck it up
Bottles in a bucket sitting at a table
Got a bad bitch sitting at my table
Said she got a man, oh, you got a label?
Too dazy, girl you wanna hit the switch cable
Plug, turn it to a bedroom sh-tstove
What? ‘cause i’m the shit, man, bought a pistol
Ask me if you stink, yeah, you fucking ret’
Left here in the 24 for a couple weeks
Home is turned good, yeah, we’re in here, bitch
I ain’t flipping yet, but we’re in the bitch

[Chorus]
Pull up to the club at twelve a’clock
Me and my girl bang that bank, taking shot
She said “don’t bring a gun”, but i got to do it
Just in case a n-gg-r wanna act stupid